Greek Mythology: The Spiritual Dominator

The next day.

Taking a carriage, Ryan headed south.

He did not stop in the cities he passed by, and went straight to Athens.

If it was before, Ryan might not be so direct. He might have walked all the way like a traveler, and saw more of the customs and customs of this place from the perspective of a mortal, but with the occurrence of the abnormality, he was obviously not in the mood.

Ryan planned to go to a place where information spread faster to understand what the various aspects of the world were like after the turmoil.

The information obtained from Hell was still one-sided and incomplete. Although there were many of their believers in the dark world now, they were not the mainstream after all. In contrast, Athens was different.

"At that time, it will be time for this little guy to play a role."

His eyes narrowed slightly. Sometimes when he thought about it, Ryan was surprised by the audacity of those Hera believers. Of course, they themselves might not know the specific situation, or they might know it clearly, but their faith in God overwhelmed their fear.

You know, since the first meeting, Andrea claimed to be the "high-level priest of the goddess." And this is not a general name, but a real proof of strength.

In today's Chaos, people divide the power of the mortal world in various ways, such as the most traditional first-level, second-level, third-level, fourth-level, or black iron, bronze, silver, and gold. There is no difference in essence, just different names. There are even spellcasters who simply use the level of contact with the magic network to identify, and divide the levels into one to nine ring wizards, but in fact it is just a copy of the former-first-level one to three rings, second-level four and five rings, third-level six and seven rings, fourth-level eight and nine rings, just different names.

The same is true for clergy, and even more straightforward.

They directly divide the realm below the legendary into two levels of "low-level priests/priests" and "high-level priests/priests", because the level of clergy before the legendary is more derived from the gift of God, and once the gift of God is taken back, they will return to the mortal world, so there is no need to divide it into too detailed levels. They use the six-ring magic as the boundary to directly separate the high and low among the clergy.

Therefore, Andrea's "high-level priest" is very valuable. If the holy power in her body is not sealed by the power of another god, she can crush the pagans who kidnapped him ten times.

With such power and the age of twelve, there is no doubt that Andrea is not only the princess of Athens, but she is actually a human elect who has been directly concerned by Athena, and may even be a candidate for the future Patriarch of the Church of Knowledge in the Pan-Athens region.

In this case, offering Andrea as a living sacrifice to Hera is no joke. Of course, if it really succeeds, it will probably cause a double blow to Athena's faith in the world and the authority of the Athenian royal family.

"Hmm..."

"Hmm?"

Leaning on the soft backrest, Ryan was thinking about what to do on this trip. Suddenly, a noise from afar caught his attention.

As the distance to Athens got closer and closer, the road became wider and wider, and the number of people on the road increased. However, almost everyone maintained vigilance in the wilderness, rarely approaching each other, and at most saying hello from a distance.

This was the first time Ryan had encountered such an argument that could be heard from a distance.

"What's going on outside?"

Ryan asked casually, knocking on the door frame.

"I don't know either."

Hearing Ryan's question, Andrea just shook her head outside the carriage.

"It's a caravan. A caravan from Thebes just passed by. They seemed to be talking about God's choice, justice, etc., and then they started arguing."

"From what they said, is there any event to be held? But the Panathenaic Games, which are held every thirty years, are still many years away."

"Event... Thebes?"

Ryan looked out after lifting the curtain.

Sure enough, a few hundred meters behind, a large caravan was moving forward in a pile of dust.

Judging from the direction, their goal was no different from Ryan and his team, and they should also be heading to Athens. So the so-called event they were talking about, if it didn't happen in the disaster-ridden city of Thebes, it could only be in Athens.

"Slow down, let's hear what they are saying."

After telling Andrea, Ryan gathered a ray of light in his hand as the speed of the frame slowed down.

The first-level divine art [Illusionary Sound] also has a corresponding version in witchcraft - or in other words, many common divine arts are improved (copied) from witchcraft.

It is just a divine art that simulates sound, but at this moment, its simulated object is the subtle quarrel coming from afar.

So the vague sound immediately became clearer, and as the distance between the two sides approached, the clearer conversation seemed to ring directly in Ryan's ears.

"Speed ​​up...Olympia...Priest...wise and fair..."

"...Selection...Acropolis...Debate..."

"For...Crete...Impossible..."

The voices were very noisy, one after another.

After all, the magic of phantom sound is only a first-level magic. It does not have functions such as "noise reduction", "impurity removal" and "artificial recognition" in the process of transmitting sound. The amplified sound of the wind, the sound of the moving carriage and the conversation of nearly a hundred people are mixed together. Ordinary people cannot distinguish what they want at all.

But fortunately, neither Ryan nor Andrea had any problems in this regard. After listening for about half a water clock, the two of them roughly sorted out the cause and effect.

About a month ago, about half a month after Ryan learned about Hermenu's plan, in the palace of Athens, the king received a high-ranking priest from Olympia.

He met with the king and the patriarch of the Church of Knowledge in turn, and the purpose of his coming was said to be to see the "prosperity of Athens".

No matter which era, the prosperity of a country is often reflected in the material and spiritual wealth, so at the beginning, the Athenians thought that the priest from Olympia came to accuse them of promoting alchemy technology.

However, the result was far beyond expectations. The priest named Noros turned a blind eye to the creations of witchcraft and alchemy, and instead praised the prosperity of Athens.

The praise of foreigners always makes people feel extra proud... But at the end of the meeting, in the temple of the Acropolis of Athens, the shepherd of Zeus put forward an additional small condition.

"Everyone in the Church of Knowledge, I heard that the honorable and immortal daughter of the God King, Her Highness Athena with bright eyes, is a sage with skillful hands and the embodiment of wisdom. From her hands, all kinds of clever creations are created from nothing, and as her sanctuary on earth, the Athenians must be proud of their wisdom."

"And I also heard that, respected King of Athens, you married Phaedra, the daughter of Minos, the son of the great Zeus. He and his brother Rhadamanthys were both kings of Crete and were famous for their fair and strict laws."

"If you don't mind," Noros proposed to everyone present at the time: "I hope to hold a conference, a conference that can reflect people's thoughts and abilities. I will witness the justice and wisdom of the Athenians and their determination when faced with choices."

At least on the surface, there is nothing wrong with Noros's request.

For the countries in the world at that time, although holding a grand conference would consume financial resources, it was actually a way to declare national strength and spread the belief in gods.

The great games held in Olympia every forty years were a tribute to the king of gods and the queen of heaven. The Panathenaic Games held in Athens every thirty years were the best tribute to the goddess.

Even the games where Perseus accidentally killed his grandfather when he was young were also held for similar reasons. People were keen to participate in such conferences and were willing to spread the names of the winners in the conference so that their reputations would spread throughout the human world.

In this case, King Theseus of Athens had no reason to refuse this request and chose to accept it. Soon, with the help of the church, they built a new huge venue that could accommodate hundreds of thousands of people in front of the Acropolis of Athens, dozens of miles outside the city of Athens. It was a classical wonder under the influence of extraordinary power.

The Acropolis of Athens, originally used to defend against foreign enemies, was almost never really used. On the contrary, in its center, the famous Parthenon, the largest temple of Athena in the world, was more widely known.

Establishing the venue here naturally meant "dedicating the conference to the goddess", and the priest who came from afar did not raise any objections to this move.

The matter was settled, and the relevant information was immediately spread to all parts of the world in various ways. Before, the caravan from Thebes had a dispute because of this.

After all, although this conference happened suddenly, many famous foreign wise men still came after hearing the news. The people in the caravan were arguing about the superiority of those wise men, although the arguments were only "possible", "heard" and "guessing".

"So this is it, a conference with some debate nature... Andrea, have you seen similar activities?"

After thinking for a moment, Ryan asked.

"No, this should be the first time. The Panathenaic Games is a competition of skills and martial arts, debate and decision-making... There has never been such a conference before."

Shaking her head, Andrea's eyes flashed with a gleam.

She has never participated in similar activities, even the Panathenaic Games. She was not born when it was held last time.

She had been curious about this for a long time, but unfortunately she had never had the opportunity to witness it in person. Now that she had such an opportunity, she was still a captive.

"Hey - ahem, Mr. Irwin."

Sitting upright, Andrea looked very serious.

"We are not far from Athens, right? Well, I mean, when we get there, will you let me go back?"

"What do you think?" Ryan glanced at the nervous little princess and closed the curtain.

"Keep going, don't fantasize about impossible things. If I was going to send you back home, why would I bring you all the way here?"

"Okay."

A little disappointed, but not that disappointed.

In fact, Andrea didn't think that 'Mr. Irwin' came to Athens just to send her home. He should have something to do.

Although there was not much communication along the way, the little princess also realized that this mysterious guy was probably not an ordinary person.

The more ancient it was, the more closed the news was, so a person's knowledge and knowledge were largely linked to his status.

Although this ‘Mr. Ivan’ showed unfamiliarity and ignorance in many places, he was very knowledgeable in many higher levels. Just like the helmsman or key figure of a major force, but he had little contact with the countries of the world.

“Mr. Ivan, you must have something for me to do.”

Clenching her fists, Andrea said loudly: “Since there is still a place for me to help - I mean, can I put forward some conditions?”

“But you are my captive.”

Speaking lightly, Ryan realized that Andrea probably never learned the skill of bargaining.

"But..."

"And I saved you."

"But..."

"You don't even know what you are useful for - maybe your usefulness does not require active cooperation?"

"..."

"Let's go, the target is the Acropolis of Athens."

Lian said casually with a little smile in his heart: "I have never seen the priests of Olympia before, and I don't know what is different about the followers of the God King."

"And such a grand event, it would be a loss if you don't go to see it, right?"

"Okay!"

The response came, and the voice was obviously a lot more energetic. Soon, the carriage started moving again.

Leaning on the backrest, Ryan did not talk to the little princess anymore, but thought about this meeting.

Maybe it was a coincidence, it was just an accident, but Ryan did not believe in coincidence. Selecting fair and wise people...what is this for?

No matter what it is for, since the priests from Olympia made such a request at this sensitive time, he had to see it with his own eyes anyway.